I’m at a rest area in Vermont. This is an insanely beautiful state, but now I long to be home. In fact, during a nine mile hike in the White Mountain National Forest, I decided to not head into Canada, but to turn around and head south. I think it was something about all the land and all the new faces. There was something in the voice of the beautiful girl who couldn’t find the napkins at McDonald’s in St. Jonesbury, VT… she just seemed like a human worth knowing, and I grew overwhelmed by the fact that I knew no one in the whole state. Yet, much further south, there were tons of wonderful people I did know.
On the way down I-91 in Vermont, the sky and the mountains and the light were doing amazing things. I began to cry thanks to the vastness of God’s beauty and holiness. He created so many other people. I had forgotten what a miracle it was to simply know another person.
I think that’s why God called me up here, to remind me of that simple fact.
Oh to be safe in my home. I’m so tired after such a long hike, but can’t afford another hotel. I think I’ll just sleep in my car in this rest area.
Protect me oh Lord.
After work I ate a sandwich, worked out, showered, and then went on an evening stroll through the mountains. I discovered a new path, and a new special place. It was so peaceful. I followed a road that went through a nice neighborhood. I saw no one on the way up. Once at the top, I prayed and sang songs to my one true God. The road I was on was named “Crest View.” Just like the town Emily lives in, but the words are farther apart up here.
On my way down I said hello to two Asian gentlemen and a couple walking their dog. I said hello to a family from church that was walking in the park. The grass was so green this evening. So many flowers are blooming.
When I returned to my apartment, I worked on character sketches for To Fly. I changed the ending and am turning it into a screenplay, instead of a stage play. I’m working on it slowly and it’s a lot of fun.
I saw Kate today. She seems to be doing great. Charlie is utterly pitiful. Weird.
And as for me…
Well, it just turned the 25th day of June in 1997.
And I’m still smiling!!
Yesterday, Charlie and I went to Boone to the Christian bookstore. We had fun. He is so great. Kate accepted Jesus into her heart. She is going to be baptized soon. The Lord used Charlie and now Kate is a part of the Kingdom of God.
Last night, Dan, Mike, Vince and I went hiking around Hawksnest Ski Resort. We just wanted to hike the slope up to the top and watch the sunset. While there, someone asked us to move Mike’s truck out of the parking lot. We did and then continued our hike. On the way back down the slope, flashlights were shined in our face and, well, we got arrested for 2nd Degree Trespassing. They thought we were stealing golf balls. The person who asked us to move the truck said to the police that he asked us to leave. But we said he just asked us to move the truck, we didn’t know we were supposed to be there. It was just an innocent little hike. I have to go to court on November 16th.
It was actually kind of fun, being questioned and taken down to the Seven Devils Police Department. I’m hope I’m not in serious trouble; a wonderful memory to look back on.
Jonathan called the other night, he is not doing so good. Some gay guys are giving him some trouble. What will become of my best friend?